Welcome to Gaia! ::

Tsuki walked into the training gruonds her two needles in her ahnds putting her hair up into a bun. she looked around for a minute trying to see if anyone there could teach her how to manifest her zanpaktou. She sat down on the ground and pulled out a small mahogony box. she opened it up and began to play a game with her tarot cards while waiting.

[[Aou're also forgetting that it takes roughly two months of active RPing to learn Shikai. Even I'm only half way to even be asking to be trained for Shikai]]

Soru entered the grounds slightly out of breath. He didn't rest very wel after training at the Kidou grounds, but he felt it was good for training his endurance. He looked down at his blade and gripped it loosely. It felt like ages since he last pulled it out. Then again, he had spent most of his time practicing Kidou, rather than swordplay. He had almost forgotten where the Zanpakutou training grounds were.

When he approached one of the training dolls, he noticed one shinigami in peticular. Although this happened most of the time he entered these grounds, this one didn't dazzle him through excessive training, but rather the lack there of. Instead, she seemed to be playing some cryptic card game.

He unsheathed his blade and started to practice on the doll, but he couldn't help but glance every so often at the lone soul reaper sitting at the side lines. He was about to strike again, but the curiosity was killing him, and he sheathed his blade. He took slow cautious steps forward, and the occasional one back in doubt. When he reached her, he struggled to say, "H-hello," It was not often he would ask for small talk. In fact, it was not often he would talk at all, but he continued, "Wh-at is it you're- doing?"

"I was training when... I saw you sitting alone over here," Soru was amazed at himself. This was possibly the most he's spoken to a single individual all week; perhaps even all month. He bowed slightly and added, "I'm Soru Sabasuke... from squad Six." His eyes trailed from her face to the cards on the ground. He had only ever heard about tarot, but never actually seen them. His eyes returned to her face, "I haven't... seen you around often. Are you- in a different squad?" His face turned slightly red; partially from embarrassment, and partially from talking too much.

Sour thought he smelt the heirs of ill intent, but then again, he never was never really the best at identifying such things. He nodded, and cooperatively allowed her to lead the way. He thought about what she had said before, "...I'm new. I just joined Squad 3 though," He remembered hearing somewhere that the third Squad was very fast acting and required a lot of skill to join their ranks.

He took a glance at Tsuki and made a quick inner judgment, She may be so strong, she has no need to train, Soru decided to accept this inference as a possible truth. There was still a nagging doubt in the back of his mind, near by where he pushed his suspicions, but this was overshadowed by the question, "Where... are we going?"

Ryou entered the zanpakuto training grounds, hoping to get a little more training here. Last time he was here, he had a training fight with a friend which ended up turning too serious, leading to many injuries. "Hmm... I guess the best way to start some training is to get into the correct mindset." Ryou sat down just to the left of the entrance and stuck his sword into the ground. He closed his eyes, keeping his hands on the blade, and started meditating.

5 minutes into meditating, a picture started to appear in Ryou's mind.

----In Head----
"What is that?" Ryou asked, realizing everything around was completely black, with no given land, but he was still somehow able to stand. He walked over to the object, quickly realizing that it looked like a mirror. He held his hand out, trying to touch the mirror, but it was always just an inch out of reach.

Ryou positioned himself in front of the mirror, to look at the reflection, but what the mirror showed wasn't his reflection. What was in the mirror was definitely him, but the him that he was looking at was meditating upside down. The mirror Ryou opened his eyes, gently gliding down from the roof, almost as if he could control the gravity. The mirror Ryou held out his hand, it penetrating the glass without breaking it. When Ryou put out his hand to grab on, the other hand pulled itself back in, and the mirror seemed to me moving out of distance again. Ryou chased after the mirror, but he couldn't catch, as it slowly faded from his view.
------------------

Ryou opened his eyes. "What a strange dream." He said, apparently tossing it out as merely a dream. "Well, I guess that's enough meditating for now, I need to start getting some practice." Ryou pulled his sword out of the ground, and headed over to a place where almost no one was. There, he began swinging his sword around, pretending to fight an invisible opponent.

Ryou finished swinging around his sword. He got tired of hitting nothing but air, and wanted to hear the sound of steel scraping against steel. He walked into a crowded area, his sword dragging behind him. He swung his sword around in a circle above his head, then slammed it hard into the dirt in front of him. A large cloud of dirt drifted upwards from where his sword impacted. He crossed his arms in front of him, then looked around for a challenger. "Anyone here want to fight? I'm in the mood for some training." He shouted, hoping for someone to hear and accept his challenge.

Kosei enters the training ground with a feeling of nostalgia heavy upon her heart.
Last time I was here I was creating my Zanpakuto.
A fine day it was too.
she stands to watch the new shinigami practice with their newfound *gifts* but soon fell the old rut of finding a new sparring partner. Hearing someone shouting about training Kosei takes a brisk walk the Kitsune and his friend.
"Oi! Someone wanted some training?" she shouted out to both of the recruits.